Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1887-08-09

Everybody in Provincetown talk,
about the Lobdell place being haunted
but it's all rumor and gossip. Nobod,
has seen or heard any thing that dc
serves even to be examined"
That's where you're wrong, sir!-
wrong as wrong can bei''
Tom spoke up triumphantly, and
dashed down his hat to emphasize the
assertion.
what do you mean?"
20, I'll tell ye-Tll tell We, my young
sir; and then see If you'll be so pert an
clipper in laughin' at the things that's
been maxim the Provincot'n folks
creep! You want 10 know who
heard or seen any thing from that old
house worth noticin'. Well, Ihave.i
'1ndeedP" queried Crawford, good
humoredly. snow, don't give me any
secondhand gossip, Mr.. Burt"
II saw and heard it myself, l tell
you! Groaning and moaning like as
the fiend himself had n holt Of man.
crying to the Lord to help it-whatevei
1t was-begging not to be let to die.
and all sechl l just tell you, young sir.
II you'd heard 'em, you'd shut up on
haunted houses, reckon"
where did these noises seem to
come fromp"
"From the cellar of the old part. ]
got down to the ground and listened
by that sunk window there, where the
loose dirt has filed up nearly to the
top of the sash"
The old cellar!' Crawford ex-
claimed, with sudden interest when
was thisP Sec if you can fix the time
exactly"
II reckon can. 1t was bout 'levcn
o'clock Of the night of the day that the
wimmin left the house."
Like a flash did Captain Willis brief
account Of the place of cSncealment Of
his treasure occur to Crawford's
mind, with the details that he had
given, and particularly the stress he
had laid on the difficulty of raising the
enormous stone that covered it. His
heart bounded madly at the thought
perhaps the triumph Of villainy had re-
coiled upon itself, and there succeeded
that other exultant thought, that he
had himself been brought here this
day to restore the Captains money to
its rightful owners.
He laid his hand firmly on Toms
shoulder. II declare" that worthy
said afterward, in describing the scene.
che looked that proud and happy that
! didn't wonder Miss Helen had took
TO him so. And he looked bold and
resolute like, and he spoke like Paul
Jones givin' his orders on the quarter
deck.
Thomas Burt" said Crawford,
''there are no ghosts in that house,
there never have been any. The cellar
from which you heard those noises is
the place where Captain Willis buried
his treasure. When he sailed on that
last voyage that landed his kind soul in
Heaven, he had fifty thousand dollars
buried there; what you say makes me
very hopeful that it's there now. I'm
going down there this minute; it'll
take more evil spirits than have ever
got together there, to stop me. What
j may find there. somebody else must
see rs soon as do; If guess rightly
about it, the law will have to make an
inquiry, and there must be no doubt
about the evidence. don't believe,
nftcr what I've said to you, that you're
afraid to go there with me; but say
that il you will go, and if we find the
Captains money there. you slall have
one hundred dollars of 1t. :"
The time came. not long after this,
that Tom Bart received the promised
reward. lie exhibited it ut the tavern
to the admiring eyes of his associates,
and to the cnvious one eye of old Pc.
ter Mullins. He remarked, us he
showed it:
II wasn't half satisfied about the
spooks, positive rs the young fellow
talked. But did what none of you
would ha' dared to do; followed him
into the old house"